This seemed to turn her on even more, as she rolled over to face me and I could see I was right, her hand was down the front of her shorts and I could...clearly tell by the movement of it that she was playing with her pussy. My own erection was quite plain in my own shorts and she smiled when you saw it then pulled her hand out of her shorts and pushed mine down to replace it. Straight away, I could feel just how wet she was, her panties were soaking and she gasped softly as I slid my hand into. "I've got a flight, leaves at 11. There arestill seats, if you want to come. Miami, for a day or two, get your papersstraight."Behind me, I heard her slide a closet door, a rattling of hangers,slithering of silk."Jeans and a shirt would be best for you," she said. "At least for now."I heard a soft thud, as she tossed them on the sofa."That's about as butch as I can do right now, they should be fine," shesaid. "We'll do some shopping in Miami. What do you think of this?"I turned. She held a neat. “Good Boy Guy!” I cried out.Guy collapsed onto me; spent.I stroked his hair; damp with effort, which I loved him for and I released the cock restraints.He groaned with relief.“Your not finished yet Guy; you’ve a bit more to do.”He stood beside me as knelt on the floor presenting my rear.“OK Guy, your next job is doggy fashion. Can you do that for me?”“Yes Madam Margo.” came his reply.He was more confident, having had his first success.His rock hard cock slid into my cunt easily in from the rear. I unbuttoned her blouse, slipping one hand then the otherunder it as I did, stroking her warm soft skin. When I gother blouse unbuttoned I slid one sleeve down off hershoulder and down her arm then gently pulled it behind herand down over her other arm. I began kissing and nuzzlingaround her neck and over her bare shoulders and I could feelher shivering like an excited mare.I glanced toward the bedroom door and out through thekitchen. I could see a shadowy form in the outer hall andknew that.